He smiles softly and just lets himself lean against Keith as they drive down the road. He’s been so tired and overworked so he is loving this time to just…be and relax with Keith.

It’s gently raining and it’s very relaxing, so he’s going to go to @Keithesaurus and pull him out to dance in the gentle rain.

He smiles softly, placing his hand on Keith’s hair and running his fingers through it softly.

Oooh what kind of potato dish?

He smiles softly and nods, crouching down to look at the little flowers and potatoes. “Oh cool, are they…safe to eat?”

He watches Keith gather up the little potatoes and then stands when Keith does, he’s intrigued by these little guys. He guesses it makes sense, potatoes come from dirt either way…and most vegetables. “Interesting! Can’t wait to try them!”

He watches intently and smiles, intrigued by the little potatoes turning into…actual potatoes with some cleaning. “They are! Just…little random potatoes!”

Later on, after his own work, he comes home and takes off his uniform jacket and boots. Heading towards his room he stops and smiles at the image of a peacefully sleeping Keith.

He watches and tries to help, getting some drinks ready for them and making sure he’s available if Keith needs help doing anything. When the food is done and on plates he takes his happily before going to the couch to sit down.

He has a nice pizza with some sides and brings it back to his quarters, getting some plates out and drinks all ready for when @Keithesaurus walks through the door.

He turns and smiles when he hears Keith come in the door, happy to have Keith home at last. “I’m glad you think so! I wanted to make sure you didn’t have to cook after working in the garage all day.”

He smiles softly and gives Keith a few soft kisses as he makes sure they have plates. “You’re welcome sweetheart, I’m happy to provide dinners sometimes when I can.”

He’s lazing about outside in shorts and a tank top, it’s far too hot to really do anything other than relax. Maybe he and @Keithesaurus can go get ice cream or something.

Shiro was taking his hover bike out for a spin and is heading back to his quarters at the Garrison.

He is parking his bike and hopping off it, then turns and smiles, seeing Keith jogging up to him. “Keith! Hey!”

“I don’t think the lions can have hairballs since they don’t have fur…right?”

He’s watching Worst Cooks in America and let’s be real…he’s not great in the kitchen BUT he’s not…that bad.

Shiro is very glad this week is finally over, he can eat dinner and finally relax. Even sleep in if he wanted to. Maybe he will order a pizza for him and Keith.